The fine and talented people I work with, standing on the observatory deck of the beautiful building we work in. Beers, margaritas, the sun and the sky. Not a bad workday.

My Aunt Marilyn passed. Known her forever. Only in my grown years I understood how often she was dealt a bad hand. She always made the best of it though. So positive. Smiling. Laughing. Radiant.

I’ll think of you before I dare complain about a thing.

Goodbye Aunt Marilyn.

Black Water by Timber Timbre.

We told Fall it’s got no business around here. CicLAvia was beautiful.

Weekend Palette.

Never the place, always the people.

Duncan the navigator. George the poet. Drew the holiday. Ashley the dancer. Alexis the Sun. Jacquelynne the Italifornian. Colby the certain. Christina the welcoming. Mike the noble.

In the Aeroplane Over the Sea by Neutral Milk Hotel.

You’re on your way.

Really.

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